Chapter: 2177

Peng Shan said: "Recently, some news about the dead Xiang Lingfeng has been circulating on the campus of University A. It didn't say that he was dead, that is to say, he was forced to leave."

Qin Yinze said angrily: "Pengshan, I think you are getting more and more confused. I won't ask you about such a serious matter. Are you going to report it to me?"

"Sir, I..." Peng Shan wiped off his cold sweat, "I thought that person is already dead anyway, and it's useless to spread the news that everyone is dead, so I didn't pay much attention to it."

"Bastard!" Qin Yinze clenched his fist and beat the leather chair beside him with one fist. "I'll ask someone to find out where the news came from. I want to know the answer before dark."

Peng Shan wiped his cold sweat and nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, yes... I'll send someone to investigate right away, and I'll give you an answer before dark."

Qin Yinze added: "from today onwards, you will send someone to keep an eye on University A, and report to me as soon as anything happens. You should keep it in mind. Everything about her is a big deal .”

"Sir, I see." Before Pengshan finished speaking, the person on the other end of the phone had already hung up the phone. Hearing the beeping busy tone from the phone, his body softened and he fell down on the sofa.

"Mr. Peng, what's the matter with you?" Seeing that his expression was not right, the subordinates rushed over quickly.

"Notify Liu Quan and the others immediately, and ask them to keep an eye on University A. If there is... Forget it, I'll go in person. They don't worry about anyone watching me." Peng Shan waved his hands to make his subordinates retreat.

The master has emphasized that everything about his wife is a major matter, and this matter really cannot be sloppy or make any mistakes, otherwise he will only die.

...

Today, the wind picked up again, and the temperature dropped several degrees, declaring that Minluo City, a city with a long history, has officially entered winter.

When I got out of the car, there was a gust of cold wind. Ji Rou hurriedly wrapped her coat tightly, thanking herself for being a forerunner. She wore thick clothes today so that she would not be frozen.

She turned around and said to Fan Qitian, the driver in the car: "Uncle Fan, thank you for sending me off! It's so cold, you should go back and rest early. I will take a taxi back at night, so I won't trouble you to pick me up."

Fan Qitian smiled: "Miss Ji, Mr. told me before leaving the house that I must be ready to pick you up. I get Mr.'s salary, and I have to do things for him in a down-to-earth manner. So don't go anywhere in the afternoon, I will pick you up on time your."

The weather is so cold, Ji Rou feels sorry for the old man running around, but the old man is also stubborn, and Ji Rou can't say anything: "Then I will trouble you, Uncle Fan."

Fan Qitian said: "Miss Ji, go in quickly. My old man is leaving first."

"Well." Jirou nodded, and when she turned around, she saw the prince and the monkey running towards her. They came to her one after the other, "Boss, you are so early today."

"Yeah, I can't sleep today, I woke up early, so I came to school early... so I can feel the feeling of being an early student." Like her brother Feng, he is a well-known outstanding student in the school and often arrives early , never leaving early, she also wanted to experience the life trajectory of Brother Feng.

"Boss, is it because Senior Feng can't sleep?" The prince and the monkey exchanged a look, and the two followed Jirou closely, and the prince said.

"If the murderer who killed Brother Feng is not found, I will not find peace in my heart." Only when the murderer is found and Brother Feng can rest in peace, will she feel better.

The prince said again: "Boss, we got two more photos about Senior Feng, do you want to see them?"

"You are not talking nonsense, can I not look at the photos?" Ji Rou raised her hand and patted the prince's shoulder, "I tell you two, you two should tell me everything, and you can't hide anything from me. "

The prince and the monkey nodded vigorously.

Ji Rou said again: "Hurry up and show me the photo."

The prince quickly handed over the photo, and Ji Rou took a look. It was still a photo about Brother Feng. In the photo, Brother Feng was not only covered in blood, but even his four feet were distorted, as if someone had twisted his muscles and bones. .

Just looking at brother Feng in the photo, Ji Rou can feel the pain. This piercing feeling directly pokes Ji Rou's heart, which makes her unable to breathe for several times.

It took a long time before she made a sound: "Prince, where did you get these photos?"

The prince replied honestly: "It was delivered to my house by courier, and I signed for it."

Ji Rou continued to ask: "Did you ask who sent the courier?"